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It goes on one at a time,
it starts when you care to act,
it starts when you do it again after they said no,
it starts when you say we and know who you mean,
and each day you mean one more.

Marge Piercy

Poetry

All the Swings are Gone

9 June 2020 / 333

Karl Parkinson is a poet and novelist from north inner city Dublin. He is well known for his spoken word performances and videos, like the one at... Continue reading

Karl Parkinson

Poetry

Plague Songs – It Cures What Ails Ya!

3 June 2020 / 321

Plague Songs – It Cures What Ails Ya! by Martin Rowson One should not mock the chronic sick,And nor should we mock DominicWhose road-based therapies recall,Damascus-bound, those... Continue reading

Martin Rowson

Poetry

Darkening

1 June 2020 / 293

Darkening by Steve Pottinger for george under a darkening skywe sit round a log fireout there cities are burningthe planet is burning and i can’t breathe out... Continue reading

Steve Pottinger

Poetry

breath

31 May 2020 / 312

breath by Fran Lock, with image by Martin Gollan inside this symmetrical fiction of skins, we do not courtthe carnivore attentions of a cop with eyes like... Continue reading

Fran Lock

Poetry

The Last Hurrah

31 May 2020 / 311

The Last Hurrah by Hamish Wilson In thanks, we gave our NHS a clap,banged saucepans, hooted, whistled, strummed and sang,gave glad hands for heroes, joyful urban rapwith... Continue reading

Hamish Wilson

Poetry

Canzone to an Underground Flow

22 May 2020 / 289

Canzone to an Underground Flow by Jane Burn There is a river underfoot. The road bearsabove it, thickly set. Every while, a squareof red-iron drain, skidded worn... Continue reading

Jane Burn

Poetry

Red Biddy by Fran Lock red biddy, noun, a mixture of cheap wine and methylated spirits. biddy, noun, of unknown origin; probably influenced by the use of biddy denoting an Irish maidservant, from Biddy,... Continue reading

Fran Lock

Poetry

Almarks: Radical Poetry from Shetland

9 May 2020 / 331

Jim Mainland introduces a new anthology of radical poetry from Culture Matters What is radical poetry? And can it change anything? The poems in ‘Almarks’ are radical... Continue reading

Jim Mainland

Poetry

‘The life I lived was a woman’s life’: Eavan Boland, one of Ireland’s finest poets

28 April 2020 / 348

Jenny Farrell remembers the life and work of the late Eavan Boland Eavan Boland died on 27 April 2020. She ranks among Ireland’s finest poets, and was... Continue reading

Jenny Farrell

Poetry

Easter Rising 1916: The Wayfarer, by Pádraig Pearse

10 April 2020 / 294

Jenny Farrell presents the final poem in the series of poems written by the leaders of the Easter Rising of 1916. It is Pádraig Pearse’s “The Wayfarer”.... Continue reading

Jenny Farrell

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Page 38

It goes on one at a time,
it starts when you care to act,
it starts when you do it again after they said no,
it starts when you say we and know who you mean,
and each day you mean one more.

All the Swings are Gone

Plague Songs – It Cures What Ails Ya!

Darkening

breath

The Last Hurrah

Canzone to an Underground Flow

Red Biddy

Almarks: Radical Poetry from Shetland

‘The life I lived was a woman’s life’: Eavan Boland, one of Ireland’s finest poets

Easter Rising 1916: The Wayfarer, by Pádraig Pearse

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Page 38

It goes on one at a time,it starts when you care to act,it starts when you do it again after they said no,it starts when you say we and know who you mean,and each day you mean one more.

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It goes on one at a time,
it starts when you care to act,
it starts when you do it again after they said no,
it starts when you say we and know who you mean,
and each day you mean one more.